A/N: Because I am partially in love with Andrew Scott's Moriarty and feel the need to write for him.

Some of this may contain Sheriarty (Moriarty/Sherlock implications) and MorMor a.k.a. Moranarty, which is Sebastian Moran – Moriarty's right-hand man, his main sniper/bodyguard – and Jim Moriarty as a sort of couple. But that's just because I can't resist slash, and get the feeling that Jim is just a little gay. I mean, Irene said that disguises are self-portraits, didn't she? And Jim acted gay in The Great Game

Anyway. Enjoy my interpretations of the playful insanity and the clever, dark musings of one slick psychopath.

(Most of these drabbles won't be connected, by the way. And yet they sort of will be. It's difficult to explain. XD )


I.

When James Moriarty was a boy, he was known as Jimmy. And when he was Jimmy, he was the highest of his class and he was able to perfectly manipulate all his private school teachers into making him Teacher's Pet, and no one liked him because he was too smart and too weird and too abnormal.

But he knew he was extraordinary. He knew he could manipulate them to like him, too, if he wanted. He knew he could get anything if he asked the right way, and he knew that he could be grades ahead of everyone else his age if he cared to be. Because Jimmy was a child prodigy, a naturally gifted mind. He could tell just by looking at all the other children that he was superior to them.

They were ordinary, and he was not. They were simple, adorable primates and he was above them all. But he kept to himself his secret genius, because while he liked attention, he knew not to draw in the wrong sort.

So Jimmy would smile and make jokes and trick other children into becoming his playmates, errand boys, bodyguards, and entertainment. They were all so gullible – most children are, but ordinary children are even more gullible – and he ate it up, seeing what he could say or do to push the boundaries. How he could cause trouble without getting into trouble himself.

None of the teachers ever traced any of the incidents at his primary school back to Jimmy. But Jimmy did it, every last incident. He organized schoolyard fights, candy-smuggling schemes, and pick-pocketing off the staff. He taught them, paid them off, befriended them, made them pinky-promise; anything he had to do.

And all this began within his first year of schooling.